The sect leader summoned some disciples of the sect, as part of their upcoming plan required their cooperation.
These disciples were the future of the sect. After the Qin San incident, detailed investigations were conducted, and they were deemed trustworthy.
The future of the sect always belonged to the young. This time, allowing them to participate was also a test for them.
"Sect Leader, why did you call us here?"
"Soon, the Heavenly Demon Sect will attack."
"They're coming? Are they courting death?"
To this news, they paid little heed. They had become a bit arrogant from outside praise and were beginning to look down on the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Indeed, they were too young.
"Have you underestimated the Heavenly Demon Sect? If we hadn't received prior information, our sect would have suffered heavy losses, especially among the disciples."
Hearing the sect leader speak so gravely, they could not help but take it seriously.
The sect leader cut straight to the point, outlining the general situation.
During the Heavenly Demon Sect's invasion, some disciples would rebel, specifically Elder Yan Xi's trusted subordinates.
And also Su Luo.
Some were arranged by the sect leader to act in concert with his confidants, while others...
"You few, will lose to Su Luo at the time."
Upon hearing the sect leader's arrangement, Xie Feiran was the first to refuse.
"Impossible. I will never lose to him."
Xie Feiran felt a surge of anger whenever he thought of Su Luo.
There was no way he would lose to such a person.
"I can't do this either; it might destroy myDao Heart."
"Sect Leader, please arrange someone else."
Other disciples echoed the same sentiment. Their pride would not allow them to lose to Su Luo, even if it was just an act.
Seeing their reactions, the sect leader had already anticipated this.
"What I'm about to say next cannot be leaked. Make an oath to the heavenly pathways."
An oath to the heavenly pathways wasn't always effective; breaking it didn't necessarily result in retribution.
However, it still held a certain binding force, especially for those with higher cultivation levels.
In the cultivation world, making an oath to the heavenly pathways was considered a solemn matter.
Although the disciples didn't know why, they trusted the sect leader.
After the disciples finished their oaths, the sect leader finally spoke.
"You've never truly understood Su Luo. In fact, he is on our side."
"What do you mean?"
"He has decided to infiltrate the demonic paths as a mole."
"Him? Hahaha, Sect Leader, stop joking. He probably just wants to go himself."
Upon hearing this, the disciples laughed. They knew Su Luo all too well; if anyone was a mole from the demonic side, Su Luo would be the first they'd believe.
"I'm being serious. Moreover, the news of the Heavenly Demon Sect's invasion was also passed along by Su Luo."
"What's going on?"
The sect leader explained the situation regarding Su Luo.
"Impossible. Su Luo deliberately tarnished his own reputation just to gather information by infiltrating the Heavenly Demon Sect?"
And indeed, Su Luo had managed to uncover crucial information—the matter of the demonic seeds, Elder Yan Xi's schemes, and the Heavenly Demon Sect's invasion plans.
These revelations were momentarily hard for the disciples to accept.
"What the Sect Leader says is true."
Lin Xuan stepped forward to speak.
"You knew?"
"Yes, I knew a long time ago. I just didn't expect Su Luo to go to such lengths. I truly admire him from the bottom of my heart."
Lin Xuan also shared his knowledge about Su Luo.
With Lin Xuan's testimony, the other disciples began to believe it.
Once they accepted it, reflecting on Su Luo's past actions, they felt an inexplicable sense of disparity.
The Su Luo we looked down upon was actually incredibly outstanding behind the scenes.
The sect leader addressed them,
"Originally, I didn't want to mention Su Luo's situation. He never brought it up to others, wanting to endure it in silence."
"But if we let such sacrifices go unnoticed, it would be too cruel to him. Silent contributions are fine, but we cannot let those who give so much remain unknown."
"You are the future of the Seven Stars Sword Sect. You have the right to know this, and I hope you can help Su Luo, both now and in the future."
Xie Feiran fell silent for a moment, then said, "I understand. I will help."
Even with such pride, putting himself in Su Luo's shoes, he realized he could never achieve what Su Luo had done.
So Su Luo had always been putting on an act.
What a joke that they thought they knew him so well.
...
In a stronghold of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
A large number of Heavenly Demon Sect members had gathered here.
The Bloodthirsty Demon, Zhang Tiansan.
The Beef-Hating Demon, Cao Shaolin.
The Half-Human Half-Ghost Demon, Yin Youming.
The Sword-Behind-the-Smile Demon, Li Huanxi.
...
But among them, the highest-ranking individual was one of the two right-hand men of the Demon Lord, the Heavenly Demon Left Envoy.
It was he who was leading the attack on the Ten Great Sects this time.
He stood at the center of the high ground, addressing those around him.
"Everything is prepared. Next, it’s time to reap the fruits of our victory."
"Fellows, the timing is right. Let the world once again know the might of our Heavenly Demon Sect."
"Here’s to hoping you all return victorious."
With that, the Heavenly Demon Left Envoy drank the red liquid in his glass in one gulp.
The other members of the Heavenly Demon Sect followed suit.
After drinking,
“Disperse.”
With just one word from the Left Envoy, the place was suddenly empty except for him.
The Heavenly Demon Sect began its march.
...
The plan was underway.
Li Huanxi of the Heavenly Demon Sect had already led his forces to the vicinity of the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
Looking at the Seven Stars Sword Sect, he was filled with excitement. The thought of wreaking havoc within its grounds sent a thrill through him.
Though there was danger to his life, the more perilous it was, the more exhilarating he found it.
And he was confident he could escape unscathed.
Seeing the Seven Stars Sword Sect’s protective array fail, it was a sign that their time had come.
Li Huanxi chuckled loudly: “Come, let’s give the Seven Stars Sword Sect a big one.”
The Heavenly Demon Sect members around him revealed cruel grins, launching attacks together, their combined power forming a formidable energy that tore through the sky, hurling toward the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
Naturally, it was neutralized.
The Heavenly Demon Sect expected this. If it couldn’t withstand this, there’d be no fun in it.
Li Huanxi and his group had already reached the Seven Stars Sword Sect, confronting the sect leader and others.
“Oh, long time no see, Sect Leader of the Seven Stars Sword Sect. Anything good happening lately? If not, today we’re here to bring you some good news."
Li Huanxi called it 'good news,' which was undoubtedly beneficial to the Heavenly Demon Sect, but certainly not to the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
The sect leader nearly burst out laughing, barely managing to restrain himself.
This was a trap in every sense.
Holding back his laughter, the sect leader spoke sternly, "What do you intend to do to our Seven Stars Sword Sect?"
"You’ll find out soon enough. I hope you’ll appreciate the generous gift from our Heavenly Demon Sect."
With a wave of Li Huanxi’s hand, ten Daoist Celestial masters immediately surrounded Nangong Xiyun.
The rest of the group focused on delaying the other high-ranking members of the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
If they could kill one or two of the Seven Stars Sword Sect’s elite, they would seize the opportunity, but their primary goal was still to stall, a fact they could not forget.
Ten Daoist Celestial masters encircling Nangong Xiyun should have felt overwhelmingly pressuring, but she merely smiled lightly.
"Welcome to the Seven Stars Sword Sect."

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